Busy, busy, busy

After a couple weeks of wandering around the house doing random little projects, feeding the boys, and being kind of an assistant to the housekeeper, my schedule has all of a sudden grown wings and flown off with me desperately trying to hang on. I now have on my schedule: teaching my cousin's English class twice a week, English tutoring with two girls once a week, traveling out to various locations to dye wool, preparing for various meetings, and traveling out to a different girl's club each week to do an English lesson. Great milk of magnesia! Thankfully I'm not teaching all of my cousin's English class as I previously thought. Since he already speaks English my aunt and uncle have gotten permission from the school to come in while the rest of his class is in English and do private spelling, reading, and pronunciation lessons with him. He's completely fluent, but since he has grown up speaking Spanish as well as English and the only English he has been exposed to in his life is spoken with a Texan accent, he has some trouble with his "r"s, but we're working on it.

Though I am enjoying my time here, I have been a little bored. The only social network I really have is my aunt, a 4 year old boy, and a group of women who get together once a week for tea. Even my aunt and uncle are saying that I need to get out and get a life. Don't get me wrong, I want to get a life, but it's just a little difficult and intimidating when I don't speak the language. I find it to be slightly helpful when you can actually talk to the people you're trying to befriend. Novel idea isn't it? Thankfully, the director of the boy's school has a couple daughters who have spent some time in the states and they have a group of young adults that get together. I'm going to visit their church on Sunday and hopefully get hooked up with a big of a social group while I'm here. For some reason the whole hanging out witha 4 year old all day just isn't giving me the social interaction I'm craving. Who'd of thunk it?